CHAPTER 66: COMFORTABLE

"The walk is short to the coffee place, and I smile, stepping inside with him. I was feeling nagged by these questions about our relationship, and now I'd finally get some answers.

We sit down and order our drinks. I get a muffin with butter too. They looked too good to pass up.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" He asks with a shrug, taking a sip of his black coffee.

"Tell me about your family," I shrug, starting easy, and he shrugs in return.

"My dad worked on Wall Street; I told you that. Mom was a stay-at-home wife. I don't have any brothers or sisters."

"None?" I ask, and he nods. "Sounds sort of lonely."

"It wasn't all bad. I had a lot of friends growing up," he insists, and I smile. "Tell me about yours," he adds, and I furrow my eyebrows.

"I-I have told you about them," I answer, feeling worried. "A lot. I love my family. We're really close."

"Right, yeah," he shrugs. "Of course, I was just making conversation."

Weird start, Dane. This weird silence falls between us